The Wistful Throne
You are standing in the center of the room, which is not a room but a pressurized chamber of polished steel and vibrating glass, suspended in the absolute silence of a night that has forgotten how to breathe, and you are holding a ceramic bowl that feels heavier than physics should allow it to be, a bowl that contains a soup of such profound, impossible clarity that you can see the bottom of...
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